The name of the world in the sky is Vientiane Heaven, which is conjured up by the Vientiane God Map, and it is also the place where the Golden Throne is contested.

After that deep voice fell, the thirty-six people who had advanced flew into the Vientiane Heaven one after another under the guidance of the Yuankong Golden Throne.

Fang Rong's resentful eyes stared at Lu Feng, he had just appeared, he wanted to pay attention to the Holy City, but he didn't expect that the latter's existence would make him a laughing stock in the eyes of others.

"I'm going to Vientiane, you guys are waiting here. ”

Lu Feng said to a few people for a day, lifted it down to the sky, and disappeared in place.

Vientiane Heaven was filled with a strong ancient holy power, and there were even wisps of golden supreme power wandering away.

The dazzling silver light is surging, and in this piece of heaven and earth, there are thirty-six silver thrones, like the supreme divine seat, exuding an incomparably magnificent atmosphere.

Each of these ginzas is forged like a silver diamond, and the beams of silver pillars of light are refracted by the sunlight and spread out in all directions.

The majestic aura of the peak permeated, and each Ginza turned out to be the pinnacle of a half-step ancient holy weapon, representing the supreme glory and supreme power of the Inscription Guild.

As soon as it appears, people can't take their eyes off it.

In fact, apart from those old monsters who couldn't retreat, the Ginza Holy Master was already a high authority, and even the deputy hall master could hardly ask them to do more.

At this moment, there were thirty-six powerful figures bathed in silver light sitting on top of the Ginza.

You must know that this time is not only to compete for the position of the only Golden Throne Holy Master, but also to reshuffle the 36 Silver Throne Holy Masters.

"This Fang Rong turned out to be Nangong Ling's disciple, this is very difficult, with his inscription attainment, he is qualified to impact the Golden Throne Holy Master. ”

"And that Lu Feng, it's too rebellious, the martial arts are so powerful, and he also has good achievements in the inscription, I really doubt how he cultivates. ”

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The Ginza saints were talking to each other, and almost none of the thirty-six people who came out of the line this time were weak.

Among them, even the weakest ones have the strength to easily impact the Ginza Holy Master, and they are real fierce opponents, which brings great pressure.

In one of the Ginzas, there was a middle-aged man with a solemn expression and no smile, his eyes were as deep as the ocean, and he said to himself: "This time the competition for the Golden Throne for the Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger is even more grand than the one two hundred years ago. ”

His name is Cang Ming, and his strength ranks first among the Ginza Holy Masters.

I thought that this time the victory was in my hands, but the birth of Lu Feng and Fang Rong brought a lot of pressure.

Suddenly, a light tweed sound rippled with a heart-stopping charm.

Beside him, there was a woman in a pink skirt sitting lazily, with a pair of slender and pink long legs covered by a layer of light veil as thin as cicada wings, revealing a faint hazy feeling.

The pink brilliance poured into my heart.

The woman in the pink skirt laughed softly: "I didn't expect you to be so unconfident when you were still in the dark." ”

Cang Ming looked at the woman in the pink skirt, even if it was not the first time to see her, but her amazement was stunned for a moment, and said: "Mei Ji, if you can't get the position of the Golden Throne Holy Master this time, I don't know when the next time will be, do you want to sit on this silver throne forever?"

The woman, named Meiji, raised her head, a seductive and sexy face, her lips adorned like rubies, and a face that could hardly find the slightest blemish.

Especially those eyes, blooming with a slight pink, add a bit of charm.

She straightened her plump chest, and a pair of white and tender peaks were about to emerge, and it was difficult to cover even her clothes, but her waist was as delicate as a water snake.

Those figures on the Ginza swallowed their saliva one by one when they saw the peerless stunner-like figure of Mei Ji, and they wanted to bite into it like a peach.

Mei Ji smiled lightly: "That Lu Feng is not weak, at a young age, he has such an achievement, I heard that even Mu Tianhai, the Golden Throne Holy Master, was pressed by him, I am very interested in him, but it makes my heart move." ”

She stretched out her fragrant tongue and wiped her red lips lightly, which was infinitely charming.

She is not a Terran warrior, but a snake clan in the snake tribe branch, and she is also a powerful person who has stepped into the upper holy realm.

And the snake people are also the peak power of the demon race, and it is said that there is a heavenly snake emperor in the strongest heavenly snake clan, who rules the four directions.

"If Sister Mei Ji wants a man, I can replace it. A Ginza holy master next to him couldn't help but say.

Maggie gave him a blank look, revealing a look of evocativeness.

It seems that in that seductive state, there is an unapproachable heart.

Cang Ming smiled bitterly, although this charm seems to be debauched, but those who know her know the horror of this beautiful snake.

After a more brilliant beam of light appeared behind the Ginza Holy Master, it shone on the Vientiane Heaven again, and there was an even more magnificent place, twelve golden golden thrones ascended to the heavens and the earth, and the blooming pillars of light seemed to support this sky.

These weren't ordinary golden thrones, each one of them was a true ancient holy weapon, which had exhausted countless efforts of the Inscription Guild.

On a golden seat, Mu Tianhai's face was gloomy.

Since the island, he has become a laughing stock in the Holy City, and his face has been disgraced, and his unusually unkind gaze is firmly fixed on Lu Feng, who has come to Vientiane Heaven.

It was this son who made his prestige ruined.

Deeper, three far-reaching breaths came into the sky, and purple-golden light occupied the heavens and the earth.

Three purple-gold sub-hall master thrones were projected into the air, and three figures were seen coming side by side, coming to the front of the Vientiane Heaven.

In the past, the golden throne competed for a deputy hall master to preside, but now it is three of them, so you can think of the importance of this time.

You must know that only a half-step ancient saint is qualified to become a deputy hall master.

A figure is an empty Xuanzi, and Lu Feng is no stranger.

"I've seen Shizun. ”

Li Daoyue looked at one of the old figures, hurriedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

The old figure had a kind face, without the slightest hint of being a deputy hall master, and his gentle gaze stared at Lu Feng, and said, "You are Lu Feng, a disciple of Qingxu?"

The same name, the same disciple, made Mingzhu Holy Master sigh slightly.

Lu Feng nodded, he still had some impressions of this old man, when the Qingxu Holy Master came to the Holy City thousands of years ago, he had a fate, called Mingzhu Holy Master.

Moreover, the voice at the former residence was also made by the Mingzhu Holy Master, and when he was on the island, Lu Feng was keenly aware that there was a half-step Ancient Saint's divine thought lock, and it was obviously this Holy Master.

He said respectfully: "Junior Lu Feng, I have seen the Mingzhu Holy Master. ”

Mingzhu Holy Master said with a smile: "Okay, Qingxu's old thing didn't live in vain, it's just a pity, of course, if you listen to my advice, you won't fall into this kind of field, otherwise, I should be the deputy hall master today." ”

From the tone of the Mingzhu Holy Master, Lu Feng obviously heard the sentimentality.

This is indeed the case, and the two old men often quarreled over the inscription in the past.

And after the quarrel, they are close friends who drink happily together, which is sympathy.

Over the years, if there was no Ming Casting Holy Master to take care of them, the situation of Chu Yunsong and the others would have been even more miserable.

"After so many years, someone can finally come to protect his golden throne, and he can finally no longer be lonely. ”

(End of chapter)